Spirit

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    Spirit

    The fight it stems from being right
    From ego and that fear of night
    I suggest to those both big and small
    To pick a God that loves us all
    There is no truth till some is made
    But of this truth most are afraid
    Is there a name that we can say
    A word that's worth what man must pay
    To stand behind belief in ghosts
    And justify a hate that boasts
    Of something someone said was true
    The spirit has always been inside you.
    Compassion is for my heart kind
    And ignorance make eyes so blind
    Free the self that has no thought
    None can teach what they've not been taught
    Spirit we can only feel
    It's not a question about what is real
    You are the one perfected thing
    That has always made the angels sing
    We can't hold on
    To much for long
    But we can sing out
    A spirit song
    And Love

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    riceryder commented on Spirit

    11-24-2008

    nicely written was a pleasure to read p.s. my last name is phoenix lol

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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